Lately, due to alarm clock snafus and a sweet little 3 year old, I haven't had my morning primping time, and I have been arriving to work late with wet hair, no make up, and wrinkled clothes or any combination of those 3!
Well before his wake time of 6:30, Daniel will start to quietly repeat, " Daddy, I need to go potty!" Until Justin takes him to the potty. Daniel takes notice if there are lights on in the kitchen and will ask Justin, "Sit (is it) morning time? I want to be Mommy's helper!", and moments later I will hear him treading quietly down the stair to help me in the kitchen.
And although those little footsteps are pretty much a guarantee of me racing into the work parking lot with my tires squealing around each turn, I can't help but turn to mush as I see his darling little morning smile (yes, it's a distinct smile). With a thankful heart I happily embrace my first born sweetheart as the rest of the family are tucked soundly in their beds, and go on to begin our morning spending time together. I feel so special that he wakes up early just to spend time with me!